Lyrics Crumbs - Sieben

Let the Prep boys play,
Lucky-dip a side – leave me out,
Just give me crumbs from the rich man's table.
Fat market sway, stocks swell,
Lives will fail - give me crumbs from the rich man's table.
What'd you want?
Power eats alone, locks itself away, has to control,
To make you content with crumbs from the rich man's table.
Power feeds its own, rules its own okay.
Sits at the feast,
While the rest work and wait for crumbs from the rich man's table.
You want crumbs?
You want crumbs from the rich man's table?